What you've done to me

Every day I lock myself in my room
Wishing for no more doom or gloom
Thinking about the illusion created
Thinking about the tables being rotated
Then maybe they'd see the fucked up mess
Of my life and hate me a little less
Every day a silent tear falls
As my razor blade silently calls
But i hang in there and resist the temptation
Then comes the realisation
Knowing that the pain will stay
I beg myself to hang in there for one more day
Everyday the same things occur
You self pittying little fucker
I'm not a slut and I'm not a whore
Repeating myself is becoming a bore
No communication, no conversation
So much confusion, no appreciation
Wipe away the hurt leaves the pain
Take away the anger and nothing remains
Okay, so what, I'm depressed
There you go, I confessed
Now what you gonna do?
Just think, it's all because of you!
Thanks to you the pain is here
And now I have nothing but myself to fear
Can't control how I feel or act
Trust me that's a fact
So from me I say good-bye
Now please just let me die